We finally make it back to their apartment and all the girls had to leave by this time. The boys decided to go with their girlfriends, so it was just Harry, Niall, and me in Louis and Harry's apartment.
"So what did you get from the fans?" I look over Harry's shoulder.
"Just some letters, stuffed animals, and the usual other things."
"What's that?" I point at an untouched bag.
"Don't know. Go for it."
I jump over the couch reaching down to the bag placing it on my lap. I take out the tissue paper to reveal a box wrapped in paper. Jeez, this person really wrapped the gift. I rip off the paper to reveal a plain white box taped on the bottom, then I tear the cardboard off taking out five stuffed animals, letters for the boys, and games.
"What's inside?" Niall looked over at me shoving candy in his mouth.
I look down scanning the things again looking over the names on the letters. "Just five stuffed animals, games, and-" I cut myself off when I see the last letter.
"And what?" Harry stops looking up at me.
"Letters." I put the other letters down on the floor next to me as I held onto the last letter. It had my name on it. Okay, I find it weird to get a letter from someone that I don't even know, but the boys always get letters from unknown fans.
"I'm gonna go call Flynn real quick. I'll be back." I get up slipping the letter in my jacket walking outside. I close the door behind me starting to take out the letter again. I open it up scanning for any given name. Nothing. I start to read the letter:
I just wanted to let you know that if you break one of their hearts, you'll be dead. We don't know you well, but you better be treating the boys nice! Oh and you're making many girls cut themselves for Niady and Hardy! It's better that you stop seeing the boys.
I quickly put the envelope and letter behind my back as I heard the door open. I turn around to see Harry.
"Hey Harry." I take a step back.
"What's up with Flynn?" He closes the door behind him.
"He's home, so I asked him to- to pay my part of the rent to the owner today." I scratch my head. I hope he falls for it.
"Did you really have to pay right now?"
"I didn't want to forget."
"Oh I see." Oh good he fell for it.
"Should we go in?" I walk backwards turning back to him as I hid the letter behind my back still. The door opens behind me as I feel the breeze hit my back.
"Harry, the-" Niall cuts himself off when he sees me in front of him. I close my eyes hoping he didn't look down yet. "The football game is on right now."
"Oh good!" Harry walks pass by me through the doorway.
Phew! That was a close one! I turn around with the letter still behind my back and bump into Niall as he grabs my shoulders. Crap. He seen the letter.
"I need to talk to you." He pulls me along to the bench in front of us.
"I need to talk too." I look at him as he looked away.
"About Hardy and Niady-"
"I know about it." I cut him off. "It's my turn now..." He looked down at the ground waiting for me to talk. "I can't hangout with you guys anymore." His eyes quickly shot up at me when he hears the words come out of my mouth.
"Your fans are taking this 'shipping' seriously now, and girls are starting to cut themselves because of me. I think we're done here." I get up starting to walk away.
I feel his hand grab my wrist spinning me back around. "Andy, what's that?" He points at my other hand with the letter in it. So he didn't see the letter earlier.
"It's nothing." I pull away from his grip on my wrist.
He looks at me straight in the eyes. "Tell me that again straight in the eyes."
I take a deep breath looking up at him straight in the eyes. "It's nothing that you should care about." Like I've said before, when I say it's nothing he understands that I don't want him to know.
"Andy, I understand that you don't want me to know, but that letter didn't come out of nowhere. Tell me where you got it."
"Read the letter, and I won't see you guys again." I take a step back.
He takes the letter from my hand starting to read it. I quickly turn away running down the stairs. I didn't bother to look back when he called my name. I ran faster down the sidewalk finding an ally that leads to the other side of the city.
"Andy! Where are you?!" I hear Niall in the distance. I hid behind a trash bin looking over it. "Andy, please. I want to talk to you about this."
I sigh and take a step forward revealing myself outside of the shadows. He looks straight at me quickening his pace as he walked to me.
"What do you want to talk about?" I tap my foot waiting up for him.
"They're not going to cut themselves."
"No, but if I go out with you guys I'll be bombarded and I'll just be yelled at. Maybe that's why I didn't like you guys in the first place."
"Just don't leave."
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't leave, and look me straight in the eyes." I stared at him not looking away. He looked me straight in the eyes then looked down at the ground. "That's what I thought." I stomp away down the ally.
"Because..." I stop on my tracks listening to him. "You're fun to be with. I mean, I feel like I've known you forever."
"Oh please Niall. Stop acting nice to me. I'm not fun." I roll my eyes.
"Andy, you're being yourself! That's why we like hanging out with you!"
"Okay, I'll believe it when the boys say it to my face!"
"They did miss you! When you were at Harry and Louis place we were happy to see you! More than happy, we were full of joy!"
My phone starts to ring in my pocket. I answer with out looking at the caller ID.
"What?!" I say in a harsh voice.
"I-is Andy Trevor there?" A female voice says.
"Speaking." I calm myself. The girl muffles through the phone for a while until I get something clear.
A/N: :O who do you think Ingrid is? Ooo! Tell me in the comments below! And tell me who you ship between Niady, Hardy and Derdy.